E-7
Antonis Glynis, Giorgos Zacharopoulos
We turn away from your back now
We light up your home, light up your home now
Just in case you didn't understand, I'm watching you
Over this window I see you standing, I'm feeling you
Run away from your doorbell, I hear your steps aloud
Set your mind on fire now
Paper scissors are tearing, your rocks apart
It's just a game for a crawling man
Now you are that far away
I see your melting face, I see your melting face
Trading bread only for the dead ones
You fucked that enough
Run away from your doorbell, I hear your steps aloud
Set your home on fire now
Paper scissors are tearing, your rocks apart
It's just a game for a crawling man